Mystery

I stumbled upon an old song I haven't heard in years, "Mystery" by Indigo Girls. My friends and I played it often in the summer before college. It was a great summer. Jamie, Mike, Amy, Kasia, Lisa, Liz--we'd go hang out at the beach at night. It was sweet, innocent. The guys would play guitar, we'd look at the stars, talk philosophy, how we were scared for school.

It was before Lisa got sick. Before Amy and I drifted apart.

I initially avoided that song after Lisa died because it made me sad. Then it brought back happy memories but I still wouldn't listen to it. I didn't want it to lose it's magic. I hear it and it brings me back to that time, the way nothing else can. I want that to always be the case.

So I sit here, listening to Mystery; happy, sad, reminiscent. And no one understands.